Fluke

This dog is my God
Fluke is her name
she is my lucky shot
wherever we stray
our souls are the same
walking along the Milky Ways

my God Fluke is a dog
she’s like a red flame
shining through the fog
she’s wagging my tail
since the day she came
and kept me on the trail

I’m a God to my dog
she made me tame
barking prayers to me
for a walk in the park
or whispering in my ear
‘Hairy-Tales in the dark’

so it is carved in my bark:
like an open book
this Gospel of Fluke

Rupert Riley

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